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Luke laughed. Tre put down his beer and went into the house. Just then, Luke's phone rang. Charlie, he realized, when he checked the screen. "Howdy, boss. What's up?" "What's the status there? And have you seen the YouTube video?" Charlie demanded. "The what?" Luke asked, perplexed. "Bella singing some Joan Jett song," Charlie answered. "The network is not amused. Apparently, she dedicated the song to her dying father?"

Charlie sent her a thumbs-up emoji and exclaimed, “I didn’t expect that you not only sing well but also compose your own songs. That’s amazing!” Quinn sent a tongue-sticking-out emoji and said, “I learned piano from my mom since I was young, and sometimes I would hum while playing the piano, then I tried to compose a few songs and released them. After receiving quite a good response, I continue to compose a few more.” Charlie praised genuinely, “That’s incredible! You’re very awesome!” Quinn smiled contentedly and said, “Charlie, I composed this song specifically for you a few years ago before I found you, so there’s another version of the lyrics. After I found you, I made some amendments to

“Seeee??” “Yeah. Why?” “Turtle! HAHAHA! I thought it was just me!” “What are the actual words though? Dirt all on my name?” “Throwing that dirt all on my name.” “Yay! I’m right!” “Charlie Puth is Lodi!” “HAHAHA! Speaking of Lodi, I think Ludi is waiting for me outside.” “That’s cool. Are you guys leaving already? Y’all take care!” “Yes. And guess what? They’re asking for you to come with us.”

Killian pouted. "What Why?" "Please, please, please! I already chose the song for us!" "What song?" "We Don't Talk Anymore by Charlie Puth and Selena Gomez," Killian smiled. "Okay, so I should sing Selena’s part?” Juliette asked. "Yup. Your voice is sweeter than mine." Killian smirked. "Smooth like a snake," Juliette rolled her eyes. "Okay, but just this time. It's your channel category, not mine. You decided you wanted to sing on YouTube,"

Playlist for this chappie; Dangerously - Charlie Putt, Why Do I Love You - Westlife, I Want It That Way - Backstreet boys, What I Want Is Want I Got - Westlife. (For the Last Scene) - Warning: This chapter fully contains an erotic scene. Please skip if you're below 18 or not comfortable reading this. I don't want any mean comments. - Enjoy the moment while it last, yet get prepared to face the harsh side of reality on the morrow.

Jumping out of bed, “Excellent, I'll take an extra deep breath to ensure that outcome. Tell my boy Charlie, I'll be down to say goodbye before he leaves for school.” “Will do. Now you'd better hit the shower dirty man, you don't want to be late for work.” I hear him mutter something in response, but I don’t stick around to find out. Down the hall where Charlie's room is situated, I hear music. Once I'm just outside his door, I can make out its Carrie Underwood, literally his favorite artist. I dare say he has a little crush. At such a young age, he takes after his father where the ladies are concerned... he likes all the girls but has his eyes set on just one.

Charlie said with a pair of keen eyes on me. “At the end of the day, their love prevails and they finally live their happily ever after.” “What do you think? Can we make that idea into a song?” I said with my hands fixed beneath my chin. “Let’s find out! You have the voice and I have the strings so all we need now are the lyrics and the tune is sure to follow.” Charlie said before setting his amplifier and begun striking the strings of his electric guitar. “She finds it hard to trust someone….”

His staff is scattered on the edges and near the stage, operating or holding up every manner of equipment. DMG plays their covers of the most popular songs like Don’t Call Me Angel, the OST of the new movie Charlie’s Angels, South of the Border by Ed Sheeran, and Old Town Road by Lil Nas X. They also play songs that Nate composed himself and they’ve been practicing on Skype calls. “MCU” appears to be a big hit based on the reaction of their beta audience. | I used to know my heroes before they were famous I read about them on stapled pieces of paper

Charlie said with a pair of keen eyes on me. “At the end of the day, their love prevails and they finally live their happily ever after.” “What do you think? Can we make that idea into a song?” I said with my hands fixed beneath my chin. “Let’s find out! You have the voice and I have the strings so all we need now are the lyrics and the tune is sure to follow.” Charlie said before setting his amplifier and begun striking the strings of his electric guitar. “She finds it hard to trust someone….”